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    Ethan stayed silent. His icy, stone–cold presence didn’t match the buzz of the room at all. People passed by and greeted him, but he acted like they didn’t even exist.


    He lookedposed, but the hand wrapped around his ss had turned bone–white.


    Daniel took another sip. He didn’t push. He didn’t leave either.


    A pause stretched.


    Ethan finally lifted his head. His pitch–ck eyes looked clouded, like a storm was brewing behind them “Why the hell are you telling me this?”


    Daniel lifted his hand. “We’re just making small talk. We’ve known each other forever. What else are we supposed to talk about?”


    At that exact moment, Tony pushed through the crowd.


    His face was tight. Something was clearly up.


    “Mr. Jackson.”


    He leaned in and whispered a few words into Ethan’s ear.


    Ethan’s pupils contracted in an instant. He spun around and followed Tony out without saying anything.


    Daniel finished his drink at his own pace. The grin on his face deepened. Things were about to get wild in the Jackson family.


    Upstairs, in the lounge, Tara was pacing nonstop.


    She and Will had been arguing about divorce for a year. She wasn’t even nning toe tonight, but with how high–profile the event was, she couldn’t skip it either.


    She never expected to walk into something like this.


    The door opened.


    She whipped around. “Finally! Ethan, exin this to me right now!”


    Ethan walked in, frown tight. He followed where she pointed.


    Next to the couch sat a baby cradle.


    Thece canopy was delicate. Inside, a baby was fast asleep.


    “Where the hell did thise from? Is this yours? When the hell did you even have time to pull this off?”


    Tara’s voice shot up. “It’s lucky I was the one who saw it! The delivery guy just dropped it off like he was handing over lunch! And you? When did you turn into this kind of operator, huh?!”


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    Ethan didn’t answer. He stood there for a long moment before reaching down to lift the cover. His fingertips were shaking.


    It was such a simple action. But for him, it felt like the weight of a decade.


    He pulled the cover back.


    Inside was a chubby baby girl, four, maybe five months old.


    Lying beside her was a folded piece of paper. A paternity test.


    Ethan picked it up and slowly unfolded the A4 sheet. Tara leaned in to look.


    The second her eyesnded on it, she froze. “Ethan, this… this really is your baby!”


    He didn’t move. He looked like he had turned to stone.


    His gaze locked onto a single line printed on the page.


    The handwriting was clean. Every stroke perfect.


    Dulce. Born June 6th, 2:10 a.m.


    She wrote that. It was her.


    Tara looked at the baby again. Then she turned to her son. The more she stared, the more the resemnce jumped out. Her voice dropped, her tone snapping. “No wonder Dawn wanted out so badly. You pulled this behind her back? Who is she? Say it. Now.”


    Ethan shut his eyes tight and took a hard breath.


    He stood frozen for another beat, then crushed the paper in his hand and turned away.


    The baby stayed asleep. Her cheeks were soft and pink. Her mouth moved as if she were sucking.


    Ethan stared. His eyes turned red, slowly but clearly.


    A tidal wave crashed inside his chest. But no one could see it.


    Tara looked ready to blow. But she knew how her son was. If he didn’t want to talk, nothing she said would


    get a response.


    She let out a deep sigh. Then she bent down to sort through the bag that had been left next to the cradle,


    “They packed this up like a damn care package.”


    There were bottles, form, tiny clothes, diapers.


    The baby was so small. Taking care of her would be exhausting. Most of the bag was filled with onesies and nkets.


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    Tara gave Ethan a sidelong nce. He still lookedpletely nk. She turned and snapped at Tony, who was still standing at the door like a statue. “Why are you frozen?! Go! Go get more of these exact diapers and form! Now!”


    Tony jolted. “Mrs. Jackson… are we keeping the baby?”


    “What the hell else do you think we’re doing?” Tara snapped. “Even if we can’t find her mother, the baby still needs care! That paternity test is in ck and white! What, you think we’re tossing her out?!”


    Tony didn’t argue.


    Paternity tests could be faked.


    Dawn’s fake dad had faked one, hadn’t he?


    Still, he nodded and rushed off to handle it.


    The door had barely closed when the baby started waking up.


    Her big eyes blinked open. She lifted both hands and tried to shove her fingers into her mouth. She clearly didn’t recognize either Ethan or Tara. Within two minutes, she started crying.


    The high–pitched wail echoed through the room.


    Tara shoved her dazed son aside. “Why are you just standing there?! Pick her up!”


    She leaned in and scooped the baby herself. It had been decades since she held a newborn. She wasn’t prepared for any of this.


    She rocked her twice. The crying slowed.


    The second she stopped moving, the baby wailed again.


    Just as Tara’s arms began to tremble, Ethan finally spoke, his voice hoarse. “Mom. Let me.”


    “You… you think you can?”


    He didn’t answer. He just reached out.


    His movements were clumsy. Every shift was careful. He looked like he was afraid to hurt her.


    But somehow, the second the babynded in his arms, she stopped crying. She started gnawing on her. hand and stared up at him with big, wet eyes.


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